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I gasp, my head falling back, and his lips trail down my neck, leaving a burning path in theirwake.
He pushes two fingers inside me, and I bite my lip, trying to keep from crying out. The pleasure is overwhelming, and I feel like I'm losing control, but his strong arm around me holds me in place.
His fingers curl inside me, hitting a spot that makes my knees buckle, and his arm tightens around my waist, supporting me.
"That's it," he whispers, his breath hot against my ear. "Come for me, Annie."
His command sends a jolt of pleasure through me, and I feel myself teetering on the edge.
"Cole," I gasp, my voice trembling.
His fingers move faster, coaxing me higher and higher, and I can't hold back any longer.
I come undone, my body shaking as waves of pleasure crash over me. Cole holds me tightly, murmuring words of encouragement, his voice deep and husky.
As the orgasm fades, I collapse against him, my breath coming in shallow gasps, shocked that he was able to make me come so quickly. I'd never even made myself come that quickly, let alone any other man who'd tried and failed.
He holds me close, his warmth seeping into my skin. His hands run up and down my back, soothing me. The sensation of my naked body against his fully clothed one makes me feel small and vulnerable.
My heart is racing, and I can't seem to catch my breath, but the look in his eyes sends another rush of desire through me.
"Wow," I breathe.
He gives me a wolfish grin, his eyes flashing with hunger. "Oh, we're not done yet," he says, his voice rough.
My eyes widen, but before I can respond, his lips are on mine, and he's kissing me fiercely, his hands gripping my hips and lifting me. My legs wrap around his waist, and he carries me across the room, his lips never leaving mine.
"Cole," I say between breathless kisses. "I have to shower before dinner."
"Lucky for me, I have a shower right here," he says and reaches for something on the wall.
The light turns on, and I realize we're in his bathroom.
"Wait—" I start, and he pulls back.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asks roughly.
I'm breathing hard, staring into those intense green eyes.
I shake my head.
"Words, Annie," he commands. "Say it."
"No. I don't want you to stop," I whisper.
Then his lips are on mine again, drowning anymore words. He carries me right into the shower and presses something on the tiled wall. Water rains down from the ceiling,already hot. It's steamy and his clothes are instantly soaked, sticking to his body.
I can feel every inch of him against me, and I can't resist the temptation.
I wrap my arms around his neck, and his hands move up to cradle my head, tangling in my wet hair. The water pours over us, making our skin slick and slippery.
My lips part, and his tongue slips inside, exploring, tasting, claiming. I moan softly, and he deepens the kiss, his mouth moving against mine with a desperation that takes my breath away.
His hands move down my back, trailing over the curve of my hips and the swell of my ass. He grips me, pulling me closer, and I can feel his hardness pressing against me, sending a jolt of pleasure through my core.
"Cole," I gasp, breaking the kiss.
He presses me against the cold tile walls, making me jolt in shock.